Thursday, June 23, 2011

Finally! Real life has.....stopped intruding. Technical difficulties have been overcome.I have returned.Here is the long awaited (at least by me) Lucky Gunner Shoot blog post.

First of all, I want to thank everyone at Lucky Gunner Ammo for the invitation and for all the hard work that they put into the extravaganza. It was a great event!

Soooo, let's get this party started.

LUCKY GUNNER BLOGGER SHOOT!!!!!

The sound of automatic weapons came through the closed window when we pulled over onto the shoulder to await our turn to drive up the "mountainside." It was irresistible. I had to roll down the window. A big, happy grin became permanently affixed on my face. It just got bigger after I fired my first automatic weapon. I've heard of the "machine gun smile." Its true.The first impressions were AWESOME! The crashed glider was brilliant!

And then, "LOOK! A TANK!" And that was by me..... not by 11 year old Darling Daughter. She was soooooo envious.

Making that first turn to the guard post just increased my excitement. HOT CHI...uh, I mean Re-enactors!We weren't in Kansas anymore.....

My wife pulled into the parking lot and we sat there for a moment......listening to the racket. My first thought was, "I have a wonderful wife. She lets me do things like this, even though its not her thing." Thanks, honey.

And then I got out of the car, kissed the wife and kid, and marched off to the sound of the guns.

And what guns!

Cannons!Anti-tank!Machine guns! Oh, my! I didn't know where to look or go first. So I wandered about, taking pics and videoing at random. (I really need to take a course or something.....)Yellow shirts were everywhere. Who knew that the gun blog universe was that big? Green and Grey were there too. The WWII re-enactors were the icing on the cake. And anybody willing to wear wool in that heat definitely deserves a beer for their dedication. And their toys! Tanks, half-tracks, jeeps, motorcycles.

So, there I was, watching people fire more automatic weapons than I've seen in 25 years in the Navy. (Navy! D'uh! We don't shoot guns in the Navy. Heck, I was issued a 30 year old, shaky .45 and 2 magazines to stand watch. The pistol was unloaded.) In the Reserves we were teased with the possibility that we might, if we were good, maybe, get a chance to "familiarize" ourselves with the M-60. Then we found out, "familiarize" doesn't actually mean "shoot." Frickin' tease!

So what did I shoot? Well, I had try out that weapon of mass destruction, the Glock 18. And to the reporters out there, let's clarify:

This is a Glock 18.

Not this. This is what you guys in the press usually envision when talking about a Glock 18.

It was fun. And I can absolutely, positively, without a doubt tell you with certainty, that an untrained person firing one on full auto will kill the sky after the first 2-3 rounds.

Then I had to try out my first evah submachine gun! That S&W "Swedish K" M-76 was just the thing. I was always surprised that the ammo disappeared so fast.....Where did it go?

Then I tried out the evil black rifle. The original. The M16. God I love Mattel!

I joke! I joke!

So, shooting that rifle was a surprise. It had a surprising kick and was not as controllable on auto as I expected. But, WOOHOOO!

After that, I just wandered a bit. I found some industrious bloggers loadin' up. Happy bloggers!

The first day was wonderful. So much so that I can't put it all into one post. More later.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Well it was another great day. My kids, who were obviously raised in the proper manner, presented me with the very nice rolling backpack I had asked for, for my upcoming trip to the apple in decay.

(It was my destiny its what I needed to do...) oh sorry.

That song just pops in my head every time New York is referenced. I can't tell you why I'm going, but I can tell you it is very cool, and has to do with cooking and feeding soldiers and Marines. When we're finished and my CEO says OK, we'll do an in-depth blogpost either here or at Blackfive, probably both.

Then I received what is quite possibly the best Father's Day card EVAH!!!!!!! I mean like the best one of all time. When the annals are written, this card will be listed in the Top Ten Best Father's Day card EVAHHHHHH!!!!!!!The front of this card says, "Bet you a hundred dollars I can make this card say Happy Father's Day". OK gag card. I raised my son to be humorous and creative. I should expect him to uphold the tradition of not taking everything too seriously, especially me.

So I open this card and I hear this echoey sound and then bump bump bump bump...and there's a picture inside the card and I turn it over and this is what I saw:

We wanted to make you aware of some upcoming changes to FOREX.com’s product offering. As a result of the Dodd-Frank Act enacted by US Congress, a new regulation prohibiting US residents from trading over the counter precious metals, including gold and silver, will go into effect on Friday, July 15, 2011.

In conjunction with this new regulation, FOREX.com must discontinue metals trading for US residents on Friday, July 15, 2011 at the close of trading at 5pm ET. As a result, all open metals positions must be closed by July 15, 2011 at 5pm ET.

Hot on the heels of learning that former New York Congressperson Anthony "Tony Boy" Weiner is still in the 10th grade and has all the affectations of a serial pedophile, we learn that Tony Boy's new wife, Humma Weiner, has connections to the Muslim Brotherhood in Saudi Arabia through her mumma. So, Humma Weiner's mumma is a member of the Muslim Sisterhood, which is actually the club to which all the wives of the hierarchy of the Muslim Brotherhood belong.

I wonder these "Ladies" discuss when they get together? The latest fashion craze in burkhas? The insensitivity of the West towards muslim beliefs? How to make a good IED?

Now ordinarily, this probably wouldn't be a big deal, except that Humma Weiner works for the current Secratary of State, Her Highness Hillary Rodham clinton. Now I really wonder what they talk about.

Especially from NBC. Find out who did it and fire their ass and then let us know.

NBC (aka The Enemedia) tried to walk back from it's obviously deliberate and insidious editing of the Pledge of Allegiance this past weekend by apologizing to "any who were offended".

NBC can take its apology, fold it until its all nice and pointy, and stick it where the sun don't shine. You assclowns are shills and the mouthpiece for the anti-Christian anti-American left in this country and anyone with an ounce of intelligence knows it.

NBC=National Barack Channel (stolen from the comments section of Blackfive)

Saturday, June 18, 2011

This young Lady took her love of freedom and her country and decided to serve its interests rather than her own. This is true service to country. Not the elitist, "I'm special and smarter than you" attitude exhibited by the current crop of self-serving, self-rightous Harvard alumni currently running this country.

A message to those self-serving elitists: your days are numbered; "we the people" brought this government into existence and we can take it out.

Republican presidential hopeful Newt Gingrich's campaign manager, senior strategists and key aides in early delegate-selection states all resigned on Thursday, a mass exodus that leaves his hopes of winning the Republican nomination in tatters.

Do they know something we don't?

Or are they realizing something that we conservatives have been saying since Newt started his idiotic run.

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Electronics are not my friend. Since I'm still getting the pics downloaded from the Lucky Gunner Blogger Shoot, and those are the ones from Day Two....I'm just going to go in reverse.....

Turtle Wrasslin' and Almost Losing An Eye

So there we were....driving home down Highway 81, listening to a mystery on tape, when out of the blue,

TURTLE!

What?

Turtle! Back there! Pull over!

I had seen a suicidal turtle making a mad dash for the interstate. About the size of a dinner plate, it was hurtling across the shoulder at top speed, on its way to CERTAIN DOOM.

So, my wife, familiar with my tendency to be insane, pulls over and backs up. (We appear to be a little suicidally crazy too.) I pull on my shoes and jump out of the car. The Turtle is about to cross...the WHITE LINE OF DEATH!

My wife watches in horror as her animal loving husband runs up, bends over to pick up this poor, apparently depressed turtle, and then promptly kicks it back towards the shoulder. Spinning like a top, it lands in the gravel.

"What the hell are you doing?" cries my horrified wife.

What she didn't know was that was not a poor, depressed, suicidal turtle. Hell no! It was one evil, beady eyed, nasty, disgruntled snapping turtle that didn't take kindly to my interrupting his attack on these metal monsters that woke him from a nap....not too mention that goal kick.....that didn't endear me to him AT ALL.

I kicked him out of the way ( a toe nudge, really. He was heavy!) because I couldn't maneuver to pick him up so close to the traffic. HE may have been interested in dealing with the traffic... me not so much.

As I had run up to snatch him up to safety, that evil, beady eyed head twisted back on its snake-neck and damn near took a finger as a snack. THAT'S why there was a sudden "OH, S#!T!" and a sudden kick.

So, faced with a slightly annoyed, disgruntled, snapping turtle....and me never having learned that trick you see on TV where the animal handler neatly picks up the turtle by the shell, gripping it behind the head...I was stumped. Well, almost...the turtle missed....again. That turtle had a neck as flexible as a snake and 6 inches long.

I've never felt anything so strong that was that small. It was the original all wheel drive vehicle. Finally I got a grip on its tail and a hand on the top of its shell. Needless to say, picking up an already irate snapping turtle and holding it upside down does NOT make it any friendlier. It's neck stretched out backwards for my belt line so far that I worried about singing soprano. (I'm told that this is called "foreshadowing" in writing circles.)

So... there we were. Now what? I saw no ponds, streams, creeks, rivers, or puddles. The only place it could have come was from the hill in front of me. The steep hill. With bushes and saplings all over it. Covered in slippery pine needles. Did I tell you that my shoes were not completely on? Yeah......wait. It gets better.

Anyway, up we go, darling daughter doing her best to help. Now, as one climbs a 45 degree slope, one tends to bring the arms in to keep balance......yeah...you see where this is going......

About halfway up the slope, that highly displeased, upside down, contortionist turtle makes an attempt to change my sex.....me not realizing how close my hands were to my body! All I see is a blur and hear a "snap!"

Turtles can fly.

Not very far, but they can fly. As I did, in the opposite direction, as my shoe comes loose. I go over backwards, the turtle comes sliding down after me...THE TURTLE! OH CRAP!. I'm dodging the sliding turtle and it wedges itself next to a sapling.

Darling daughter is doing her very best not to laugh.....which isn't very good. Gathering up the turtle, by the expedient handle of it tail, I begin to climb Mt. Everest again. Now...I'm in shape. I mean...round is a shape. So, its about 100 degrees, 200% humidity, branches scratching and bushes catching me. And we reach the top. Whew!

No pond. No stream. Not even a mudhole. I was really hoping that was mud all over the hind end of the turtle.......

Screw the damn turtle. Pitched him (gently) towards the fence, and turned my way back down.

Remember those branches? Yeah, the ones that scratch? Being the dutiful dad that I am, I held the branches back from my following daughter and also out of my face.

Branches break.

Hit me right in the eye. One half inch down, and it would have hit the eye and not the eye lid. 50 miles from well...anywhere.

If his account was hacked, it needs to be investigated. If security was breached, Weiner should be the one out front demanding to know who's responsible. The fact that he is not, and is actually being a real weiner about the subject, tells me there's more to this than just a hacked Twitter account.

This could all just be a planned diversion to keep the conservative bloggers occupied while the really dirty deeds go unnoticed. I can almost hear the phone call..."Tony-boy this is Plouffe. We're gonna need you to take a hit over Memorial weekend to keep those damn right-wing bloggers busy. Make it about sex and college girls; they love going after Democrats for that."

If something seems so stupid as to be ridiculous bordering on asinine, then chances are good its something else entirely.

Florida Republican Rep. Cliff Stearns is demanding an investigation into cybersecurity issues raised by #Weinergate, saying it is vital to “ensure our national security.”

Though New York Democratic Rep. Anthony Weiner remains silent on whether or not he’ll be seeking an investigation into his claims that his Twitter and Facebook accounts were hacked, leading to his Twitter account’s posting of a picture of a man’s erect penis underneath gray boxer-briefs, Stearns told The Daily Caller that the imbroglio raises troubling questions that should be looked into by Congress.“Although this particular incident is a matter for law enforcement, it clearly indicates that hacking is a serious problem and as Chairman it would be appropriate for the Oversight and Investigations Subcommittee to examine the issue of cybersecurity to protect our privacy and to ensure our national security,” Stearns said in an email to The Daily Caller.

Stearns is the chairman of the House Energy and Commerce Committee’s subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations, a committee on which Weiner sits.Neither Weiner nor his spokesman Dave Arnold will say whether or not it is Weiner in the lewd photo, nor will they say if they’re seeking an official FBI or U.S. Capitol police investigation into the alleged hacking.

UPDATE: Weiner responded to Stearns’s call for a cybersecurity investigation by telling Politico he doesn’t “respond to distractions, particularly ones named Cliff Stearns.”

Oh I wish I were an Oscar-Mayer...sorry, the devil made me do it. I swear. Look, this guy has been a target his entire life. How would YOU like to go through high school with that last name? Ya think he might have had it rough? Crikey, Mate. However, he's bringing all of this on himself by not being direct with the answers.

If Rep. Anthony Weiner (D-NY) wants to convince us he's the innocent victim of a hacker, he might not be doing the best job. Yesterday during a Capitol Hill press conference, he repeatedly and angrily refused to answer simple yes/no questions such as, "Is that you in that picture?" and "Did you send that picture?" and "Are the police investigating?" Instead, he claimed his previous statements answered those questions already, even though they really didn't. Oh yeah, and he called one guy a rude name for asking.

NY Post: "[Weiner] flashed a tight, uncomfortable smile and avoided eye contact as he tried to deflect point-blank questions from reporters about whether or not he had sent a crotch shot of himself in underwear to a 21-year-old co-ed in Seattle. 'Was it from you or not,' demanded CNN's Capitol Hill producer Ted Barrett.

To which the squirming Weiner replied: 'If I were giving a speech to 45,000 people and someone in the back threw a pie or yelled out an insult, I would not spend the next two hours of my speech responding to that pie or that insult...'

Then in another cringeworthy exchange, the Brooklyn-Queens Democrat unloaded a snarky insult instead of saying why he didn't pass on to Capitol Police his claim that his Twitter account had been hacked -- which would be a federal crime.

'I'm going to have to ask that we follow some rules here. One of them is going to be you ask questions and I'll do the answers. That seem reasonable? . . . You do the questions, I do the answers, and this jackass interrupts me?' a fuming Weiner said of Barrett."

If Rep. Weiner is the victim here, it makes sense that he's angry. It makes less sense that his anger is directed not at the person who allegedly stole his identity, but rather at the people asking him about it. As of this morning, it's unclear whether Rep. Weiner will apologize to Mr. Barrett or just insist that his previous statements covered that.

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